Re-Entry & Mixed Blessings
04/26/08 07:39 AM | Up Chucks
Transitions are always difficult. Some more so that others but all have compromise and/or acclimation to deal with. That is as true when returning from a great vacation as it is when returning from a really crappy one. I have done both, I know. This last vacation was spectacular. There were no really bad moments. There were no arguments with my copilot through this vacation. There were few decisions that were not met equally with approval or disapproval during the trip. But there were other factors to be weighed. It has been a week since the final day of the trip and I have not kept up on the post. Other things have been in play. Very serious things and not all of them really my place to remark on, or embellish on much.
Several weeks before the trip got under way, not long after the death of the Madchen in fact. Jenni and I were awaiting the insurance check, and looking for a replacement vehicle when one presented itself to us as a future option. The date of the option was left in the air, and we decided to use some of our insurance money to rebuild the Blue Frankenstein since it's future could be more easily tracked than our own. Then there was vacations, which were already scheduled in early January (the 3rd as I remember). So my plans were altered with the death of my beloved Bimmer but the goals were not changed much.
Option exorcised. After the death of the Bimmer, Jenni's friend and boss Rebecca asked if we wanted to buy her father's convertible. We said yes, why yes indeed. The stipulation was that we could not drive it away until after he finally succumbed to the lung cancer that was bound to lay him low sooner than later. We made arrangements, deposits, got title, and time marched on.
We arrived in Dodgeville Wisconsin on Monday the 14th, the next night after a fun day of House on the Rock frolic and a great dinner at "The Shed" in Spring Green we returned to the Inn and had Whirlpool Hot/Tub bath and relaxation, that night Rebecca called and said well you can come get the Convertible. Her father, David Rasp had indeed lost his battle with the big C and the car awaited our return and a decent scheduled time to bring it to its new home. With all the things involved in the passing of a loved one many things took precedence over the turning over of the keys and such, so we waited until Tuesday, and then after jump starting the car brought it to its new home.
I have no name for the Sebring Convertible. It is a fine and beautiful thing, and I will cherish it forever. Sad though it is how it came into our life, we will make it a tribute and an honor to the man who owned it before us.
The New Convertible, It shall "live long and prosper" in my care.
Chuck Pace ©2008
Several weeks before the trip got under way, not long after the death of the Madchen in fact. Jenni and I were awaiting the insurance check, and looking for a replacement vehicle when one presented itself to us as a future option. The date of the option was left in the air, and we decided to use some of our insurance money to rebuild the Blue Frankenstein since it's future could be more easily tracked than our own. Then there was vacations, which were already scheduled in early January (the 3rd as I remember). So my plans were altered with the death of my beloved Bimmer but the goals were not changed much.
We arrived in Dodgeville Wisconsin on Monday the 14th, the next night after a fun day of House on the Rock frolic and a great dinner at "The Shed" in Spring Green we returned to the Inn and had Whirlpool Hot/Tub bath and relaxation, that night Rebecca called and said well you can come get the Convertible. Her father, David Rasp had indeed lost his battle with the big C and the car awaited our return and a decent scheduled time to bring it to its new home. With all the things involved in the passing of a loved one many things took precedence over the turning over of the keys and such, so we waited until Tuesday, and then after jump starting the car brought it to its new home.
I have no name for the Sebring Convertible. It is a fine and beautiful thing, and I will cherish it forever. Sad though it is how it came into our life, we will make it a tribute and an honor to the man who owned it before us.
The New Convertible, It shall "live long and prosper" in my care.
Chuck Pace ©2008